A / N– Dammit! Why do I always put off everything and write these pointless one-shots? ;A; There's not enough Green X Blue in this world, and that needed to be fixed. (Even though I shall always be a true RedXBlue fan.) There's also enough 4 Swords fanfics with Green's perspective, so there ya go.

Is Green in love? No, no, love is too strong. Or is it? Green lets out a noise like that of a groan and flops down on his bed. How is he supposed to figure out how to keep Hyrule away from darkness, or how to perfect his sword slash, when he can't even figure out his own feelings? It's stupid, to say the least.

Okay, maybe he isn't in love, but it's something like love, something very similar. And with the most unlikely of people. His rival, his frienemy, the person who he had always thought he would kill if they were left in a room, alone, for more than 10 minutes. But for some reason, Green doesn't really feel like he hates him anymore. Well, not exactly.

It all started with one of their usual disputes. It was about something unimportant; maybe about which is better, a hammer or a boomerang, Green recalls. Either way, it had started as a simple argument, with their (equally good) reasons on why their weapon was better. But, as always, their battle became more passionate, venomous insults being sprayed at each other like cleaning product. But when Green came to look into his blue counterpart's eyes, the insults stopped.

Something. Just. Clicked. It felt so... so right, staring into Blue's eyes. Like everything, for just a moment, all made sense. It was like there were sparks flying between them, built from the arguments, the insults... and this. By moments just like this one. (Not that anything like this had ever happened before...)

The problem was, it seemed Green was the only one who had noticed this. While his facial expression changed to one of slight shock, Blue continued to give Green the same icy stare as he had before, give or take a slight look of confusion at Green's face.

It had hit Green like a sledgehammer on the head that day. He had always thought that he had hated Blue, that he would never get along with Blue, let alone like him. Now, he knows, he was dead wrong. Now, while around Blue, he never seems to feel much like arguing. They still do, from time to time, but it seems like they fight less often, something that seems to confuse even Vio.

Green is lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling because, well, he's confused. He likes Blue. Blue doesn't feel the same way. How are you supposed to tell someone about that, especially someone who thought you had hated but now you don't and- agh. It was all so baffling! It made him mind feel numb and gave his body tingles. He lets out a much needed sigh and rolls over, turning to face the door of his room.

Blue doesn't like him. His icy stare, after the short look of confusion, proved it- he didn't see the sparks. He didn't feel their stares click. He just didn't get it, and he probably still doesn't. Blue had always been a little dense, but he was never downright stupid. Is he really that dense?

Green perks up when he hears the sound of his door opening. He turns to see (coincidence?) Blue closing the door behind him, never taking his gaze away from Green. Green swallows, feeling his face flush. "Hey, Blue. What are you doing here?" he says, trying to keep calm as Blue sits down on the bed next to him.

Blue chooses now to look away from Green, and instead he stares out the window at the setting sun. "Nothing much. I was bored, so I came to bug you." Blue lowers his head so his bangs cover his face, and Green wonders why. It's rather... shy of Blue.

"...Ah. I see," Green comments, disappointment ever so slightly tinging his voice. He stares out the window with Blue, glancing towards him when he feels it's safe. His cheeks heat up again when he realizes he's watching the sunset with Blue. He decides it's about time to break the silence. "So... um... what about bugging me?" he points out, and Blue seems to flinch.

"Oh... well..." Blue starts, peeking out from his curtain of bangs. "I guess I didn't exactly come to bug you..." He seems to snap out of whatever trance he was in, and his head shoots back up, his eyes narrowing to form a deep glare. "Do you want me to bug you?" he says, a familiar fierceness entering his voice.

"No, no!" Green says, waving his hands in front of himself as some form of defense. Starting a fight was, strangely enough, not what he wanted right now. "It's just really boring just sitting here." Especially with no talking, he thinks.

"Okay, then," Blue responds, his glare loosening into a scowl and blank, unreadable eyes. They sit in silence for a few seconds until Blue cries out, "Hello? Talking?"

"Oh, right!" Green says, louder than he would have liked. He was so caught up in his own thoughts and emotions that- oh, forget it, he didn't have time for more thinking. "So why did you really come here?"

"Huh- wh-what do you mean?" Blue snaps, is face breaking out in a slight blush. He looks truly pissed off, a usual emotion for him.

"Well, you said you didn't come to bug me, so..."

"Oh, right."

"Well?" Green finds himself becoming frustrated with his blue-clad counterpart. There's something Blue's not telling him, but he just won't say anything.

"It's... nothing," Blue firmly states, turning away from the other blonde teen, looking slightly irritated.

Green lets out a barely audible sigh, but Blue can hear it through the awkward silence. This is getting him nowhere! Even if Blue li- loved him, there's no way he would admit it. Green looks down at his bedspread and closes his eyes in defeat.

Green wants to keep his eyes closed and never open them again, but his eyes flicker open when he feels something quickly but swiftly crash against his lips.

It's not until he opens his eyes that he realizes Blue was kissing him. The kiss is so forceful, but Green can tell he's not faking it. No, there's no way Blue could fake love, or any kind of positive emotion.

Now, it all made sense. Even more than it had when he had first stared into Blue's eyes, when it had all just clicked. All of the questions that he had were being answered. That look of confusion Blue wore, the one Green thought was because of his own look of shock? It was Blue's reaction to feeling the same thing! How had he not realized it before? He closed his eyes and leand into the kiss, feeling a wave a butterflies rushing through his stomach.

Blue himself is slightly surprised at his own feelings. He thought he had hated Green. But does he really hate the boy he's kissing, the boy who's kissing him back? Hell, no.

The kiss is short lived, as both boys back away, feeling rather light headed. Green is about to speak when Blue starts. "I..." he starts. "...I never said I didn't lie." Huh? Green thinks.

"It's... nothing." Blue's words echo through Green's head, and suddenly he gets it. He smiles. It feels like forever since he's smiled. Blue smiles back.

Not too far away, three teenage boys peek through a nearby window, resting right next to the one Blue and Green were recently staring in. One of them is dressed in purple and bears a smug grin on his face. One is clad in red and is awing (hearts were almost visible over his head) at what he just witnessed. The last is decked in black and appears to be snickering.

"That was sooo cute!" Red says, his voice dripping with sentiment.

"Indeed," Vio agrees, smirking. "Most certainly 'cute'," He turns to Shadow, who is on the ground, in the middle of a giggle fit.

"That was hilairious!" he whispers, still giggling. He put one arm around Vio, and the purple boy's smirk instantly turns into something more wicked.

"It was, wasn't it?" he says, turning towards Shadow, bringing their faces much too close to each other's. Shadow's face instantly flushes, realizing his lips are a mere inch away from Vio's. Red just squeals at the sight he knows he's bound to see.